Some girls dream of meeting their idol. I got mistaken for a sasaeng while holding his condoms. Embarrassment was our first language; maybe love will be our second. If humiliation was currency, I'd be a billionaire after meeting him. Our story started at his door, with the world's worst delivery. Some deliveries change your night. This one changed my life. Update Schedule: Daily, 8 p.m. Indian Time.

You've been a vet for years, quietly caring for every patient that comes through your clinic. Most people barely notice, but he trusts you with his cats in a way he doesn't with anyone else. One fateful morning, you bump into him at your absolute worst, chaotic and distracted. Slowly, between quiet moments and shared care for their pets, you start to realize your connection runs deeper than a single encounter.

moon jieun was walking through life blindly, not a clue with what she wanted to do with her life. in all honesty, she hadn't imagined making it past the age of twenty-two, that is until a boy called seo changbin, gives her a reason to smile. ~~~~~ BOOK SEVEN OF THE STRAY KIDS COLLECTION! DISCLAIMERS: - intended lowercase - purely fiction - changbin in this story does not represent changbin in real life - same goes for any other members of SKZ included in this story - all rights reserved; please do not copy my story, or translate without permission WARNINGS: - college au - cursing - sexual/mature scenes - some smoking/alcohol use - somewhat dark topics - suicidal thoughts/depictions - bad mental health - depression ~~~~~ RANKINGS: #3 IN KPOPFANFIC 12/29/24 #1 IN HYUNJIN 2/17/25

The hero world is full of long patrols, sleepless nights, and work that lasts far into the evening. It's no wonder the Justice League had become coffee addicts, and it's also no wonder why they like the young barista that owns the twenty-four-hour coffee bar in Keystone City. Honestly, their addiction was all Flash's fault anyway.

"We don't need to do anything!" Peter cut him off through gritted teeth. "You don't need to do anything! This wouldn't have happened if you left me alone! You've done enough, Nightwing!" Nightwing froze. Peter forced himself up, walking around the vigilante. "Peter- wait-" Nightwing snapped out of his shock. He turned to Peter and almost reached for his injured arm- but the boy immediately recoiled. Dick realised his mistake, and his hand simply hovered. "Don't fucking touch me." Peter spat with pure venom. "You've done enough." --- a/n: hello, got obsessed with this fanfic idea. Basically alternate ending to No Way Home, where Peter gets thrown in the middle of Gotham instead of just everyone forgetting who he is. Mostly inspired by Leap of Faith and IQ 250 on AO3, and Wayne Family Adventures from Webtoon. Not sure how long this will go, or where the plot will go. I just have a checklist of stuff I want Peter and the Batfam to do. Dick Grayson is Richard Parker.

Dick Grayson thought he was used to losing. But when a nine-year-old boy breaks into his apartment, wearing his old Nightwing jacket and demanding sanctuary, everything changes. Damian al Ghul-clone, assassin, heir to a fallen empire-is not looking for redemption. He just wants to stop running. What begins as an unlikely breakfast turns into a life neither of them expected. Together, they confront old ghosts, rewrite what it means to be family, and quietly begin to heal.

You're Bruce Wayne's child-the one everyone forgets. The one who lives in the shadows of a legacy that ignores you. You just want to be left alone. But the moment you step away, vanish from their sight, the city remembers you. Suddenly, eyes are on you. Danger circles. And someone you never wanted to notice you... can't stop. Obsessed. Possessive. Watching. In a world where neglect made you invisible, your absence makes you irresistible-and deadly attention isn't what you asked for.

Some secrets are meant to stay hidden... until your heart gets unexpectedly stolen by a girl clad in leather, trouble laced in her veins and voice pure as sin. Damian Wayne has many masks, many more than one could imagine: a hero, an heir, an assassin and ..... a secret rockstar. Nova Rossi only knows one of them, the only one true to himself. But in the smoky glow of The Blue Note jazz bar, sparks fly, music plays and lines blur. As their love blossoms, Damian struggles to keep his hidden life under wraps. Can Nova accept those parts hidden in shadow ? Will she still love him when the truth is more than she ever imagined ? And can Damian let himself be loved when every part of him is a secret to the only woman who has ever heard his melody ?

this is a boring story. that is not a joke, nor is it a clever attempt at reverse psychology. the narrator gains nothing by lying to you. this story does not begin with an explosion, a prophecy, or a body on the floor. no lightning strikes. no masks are pulled off. No one is secretly extraordinary. DAMIAN AL GHUL - WAYNE / FEM!OC cover by triz !

"Hey," he said to Annabeth, nudging her. "Who's that?" Annabeth followed his gaze and raised an eyebrow. "That's Arachne. Usually stands near Clarisse, like all the time." Percy frowned. "Arachne... like the spider? Seriously? Athena's okay with it?" Annabeth looked at her dagger "Yeah. I also wondered why Athena didn't already do her thing, but I guess you can just smith out the kid of the king of gods." Percy blinked. "Wait, her dad is Zeus?" "Mm-hmm," Annabeth said, folding her arms. "It's kind of hard to like her, isn't it? " |First book in Overdrive series| #3 demigods → 10.1 - #1 Poseidon → 15. 1. -